I'm just a drop from the rain.
And people call me insane.
But in my mind I run over you with a train.

Yeah, who's sane now?
So come to my feet and bow.
See I like my life loud, but my friends quiet.
Cause this is my life's habitual diet.

And I wouldn't buy it, and I wouldn't fight it, but I recommend you to try it.
And honestly in my heart I'm dying, but in my brain I'm flying, flying to the sky, and I wish I could stay high.
But as I come back to Earth I sadly say bye, and this is when I cry, then eventually die, then I just remember the times I used to fly.

Cause I'm just a drop from the rain, and this is my pain.